The bitter taste in my mouth made me dread opening my eyes. Nothing good ever happened to me when that bitterness was present. My brain told my body to prepare for an awful t*****e. My heart began skipping beats, my muscles bunched up, and my breathing became rapid and shallow.
There are no experiments, I told myself. No one is going to hurt me. I repeated the mantra over and over, until the risk of a panic attack was gone.
There will be no experiments… I gave myself this last vow before opening my eyes.
This time, there were four guards on the seat opposite mine, and two more in the front. They tightened the watch. In front of me, two of the guards had tranquilizer guns, aimed and at the ready. I knew from experience if I so much as twitched in a suspicious way I"d be shot again. To th
